My heart was heavy today as I listened to the rain. I was pouring a cup of coffee early this morning, when the words "rains like days without you" ran through my mind. My wife was off to New York... yet the loss feeling wasn't her leaving for a short trip. It was for my daughter, Bailey. I was struck with her pain and the heartbreak she must feel... to lose your love, your dream of life...for life. I was burdened with the struggle of recalling the pains of heartbreak...the separation, family break-up and eventual divorce. How my kids will never know what I truly feel... the pain of what they have endured. The selfishness, the fears of telling them how much it hurts...to be so close to resolve words like forgiveness, hopeless, and one I heard on Monday... Compassion. We only have each other... and yet we live like we have forever. The only forever I have today...is what I read. The scripture of faith, the story of one man's desire to reveal his character. For a forever accented with sorrows, overwhelming sorrows measured with my capacity to feel the compassion. I read... I believe God is love. And yet I discard so quietly... my character, required to understand the crucifix, the horror of death, and the brilliance of the resurrection. I am less than the best... of my frail intentions. Why my spirit is allowed to walk with the tenderness of God... I cant resist. My only asset...is my experience. I love the broken. I know the road, the door of consequence... I know I am loved - I feel the grace, I know the mercy as I believe in the words, of Jesus.